Tag Archives: Writings for the Sudden Denouement Literary Collective

The noise of this brain by Devika Mathur

Heartpicking verse from Devika Mathur:

“And so I crumble in my own jaw line
Leaking from the iris,
A stoned mahogany stuck
Beneath the frivolous sky,..”

Read more: https://suddendenouement.com/2019/02/01/the-noise-of-this-brain/

Devika Mathur, a poetess from India, is a published poetess and is a lover of everything dark and surreal. Her work has been previously published in Sudden Denouement, Visual Verse, Dying dahlia review, two drops of ink, Madswirl, The rye whiskey review among various others. Find more of her musings at https://myvaliantsoulsblog.wordpress.com.

Lines in the Sand (part 1): Jimmi Campkin & Basilike Pappa

Serenity and artistry as Lines in the Sand by Jimmi Campkin & Basilike Pappa

https://basilikepappablog.wordpress.com/2018/11/01/lines-in-the-sand-part-1-jimmi-campkin-basilike-pappa/

“To call you love would twist my tongue.

But from the moment you said my name, sanity performed a pagan dance, silver jewels gleaming naked.”

Photography by Jimmi Campkin.

Jimmi Campkin is a “Writer, photographer, creator of SANCTUARY. 16bit child, INFP with clinical nostalgia and red wine for blood.” You can enjoy more of his work at jimmi campkin.com.

#TBT I SAY THAT I LOST YOU by Christine Elizabeth Ray

Invincible artistry in the words of Christine Elizabeth Ray:

I say that I lost you
as though you were an umbrella
that I carelessly left on the bus
after the summer rain had stopped…

https://braveandrecklessblog.com/2018/11/29/tbt-i-say-that-i-lost-you/

Christine E. Ray is an indie author and freelance editor who lives outside of Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. You can read more of her work on her blog Brave and Reckless. Her first book of poetry, Composition of a Woman, is available through Amazon and other major online book retailers.

I Still Don’t Know How To Love by Jasper Kerkau

I Still Don’t Know How To Love by Jasper Kerkau

“Love is so allusive. Everyone is looking for something that will ultimately disappoint them. I have mild conversation at laundromats and book stores. I have taken up a life of leisure, try to find God in simple things, but it is all so complicated. Everyone is so broken…”

https://suddendenouement.com/2018/12/10/i-still-dont-know-how-to-love-jasper-kerkau/

[Jasper Kerkau is a writer/editor/co-creator of Sudden Denouement. His personal blog is Jasperkerkauwriting.com]

Half-life by Erich Michaels

Magnificent and magnanimous piece of writing by Erich Michaels (“magnanimous” because he has shared it with us):

“We’re all in a state of continual decay

Casting off neutrinos, alphas and betas

Dander and forgotten moments of yesterday

Fluttering to the floor is what their fate is…”

https://erichmichaels.wordpress.com/2017/12/30/half-life/

Erich Michaels describes himself as “just trying to share the human experience.” He has a bachelor’s degree in creative writing, but find himself writing SOPs (lather, rinse, repeat) in order to make a living, which can be detrimental to the creative process. You can find him on the road to recovery at Erich Michaels. Every journey begins with a single step, right?

WRONG TWIN’S LULLABY by Basilike Pappa

“It said sleep / the voice said / slide into / me / like a fish / in water the voice said / dreamless / I’ll catch you / just sleep it said / you’re tired and / it’s time to / sleep…”

https://suddendenouement.com/2018/11/26/wrong-twins-lullaby/

Basilike Pappa lives in Greece. She likes her coffee black, her walls painted green and blue, her books old or new. She despises yellow curtains and red tape. She can’t live without chocolate, flowers and her dog. Places she can be found are: kitchen, office, living room. If she’s not at home, I don’t know where she is. You can find Basilike up late with a notebook in the Silent Hour.

Photography by Jimmi Campkin (jimmi campkin.com)

Idiom – Joey Gould

“It’s right where you left it

the radial arm
saw, even though mum moved. The deep
cutting 12” blade, the chopped-out fence,
the bench that held every deck board.
Better it should stay in your cave, I an apart-
ment dweller then, watching moths land
on my scotch glass fourth floor studio…”

https://suddendenouement.com/2018/11/21/idiom-joey-gould/


Photography art by Dirk de Herder.

Joey Gould is a long-time contributor to Mass Poetry who has twice been nominated for Bettering American Poetry and once for a Pushcart Prize. He has performed in The Poetry Circus, Elle Villanelle’s Poetry Bordello, and The Poetry Society of New York’s Poetry Brothel. He writes 100-word reviews as poetry editor for Drunk Monkeys. He’s working on a website: joeygouldpoetry.wordpress.com.

You can follow Joey on Twitter @toshines.

Short Circuiting- Ms. Georgia Park

“What if I recklessly wrote three or four poems a day
and sent them into the void of cyberspace
where anyone from my little brother to my exes could read them
until I was picked clean like the carcass…”

https://suddendenouement.com/2018/11/22/short-circuiting-ms-georgia-park/

Georgia writes for Sudden Denouement, Private Bad Thoughts, and is the creator of Whisper and the Roar: A Feminist Literary Collective.

Steel the Whisper by Aurora Phoenix

Steel the Whisper by Aurora Phoenix

“…above my future
clamping down my self-regard
you rest on the laurels of your discontent
as red, rusting
fades
there is a roar
/building/…”

Her wordsmithing always builds a roar in my heart and punches my imagination: https://suddendenouement.com/2018/11/14/steel-the-whisper/

Aurora Phoenix is a wordsmithing oxymoron. Staid suburbanite cloaks a badass warrior wielding weapon grade phrases. Read more of her confabulations at Insights from “Inside.”

Reminder – Erich Michaels

Wordsmithing a stairway to every heart from Erich Michaels
(As this is what he does perpetually…)
“It had been so long that no one remembers just when it had happened. You’d think an event like this would be clearly recorded in our history, but like the wholesale slaughter of the Native Americans, it’s something those in power would rather forget—in order to feel human, that they’re part of something great.

These little statues appeared everywhere and all at once. There were more in the areas you would expect to find them, at schools, parks, and grocery stores, but there were quite a few that must’ve formed in secret…in backyards and in bedroom windows. Rooted to the very ground upon which they stand, many were tried, unsuccessfully, to be moved, like atrocities from high school, social studies, text books, so we could go back to feeling normal. This just wasn’t going to be the case. …”

https://erichmichaels.wordpress.com/2018/11/02/reminder/

Erich Michaels describes himself as “just trying to share the human experience.” He has a bachelor’s degree in creative writing, but find himself writing SOPs (lather, rinse, repeat) in order to make a living, which can be detrimental to the creative process. You can find him on the road to recovery at Erich Michaels. Every journey begins with a single step, right?